Unexpected Fiancée novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Friendship Above, Love Below.

Patrick fell silent.

He lowered his gaze, expressionless, toying with the umbrella in his hands.

His silence was the best answer.

Jane's heart began to sink, spreading with a bitter taste.

In the small space, silence prevailed, and the atmosphere grew awkward.

The Ferris wheel slowly started its descent.

As it was about to stop, Patrick suddenly looked up.

His eyes, as deep as the night, were earnest as he said to Jane, "Candy is already in the past. Right now, I want the woman to spend my life with to be you."

His voice, like celestial music, echoed in Jane's ears.

Jane's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

She pursed her lips, casually asking, "Really?"

"Yes," Patrick nodded faintly, his tone imperceptibly tinged with anticipation. "So... can we reveal the answer in advance?"

"No," Jane coquettishly raised her lips, smiling at the man beside her. "Two months means two months."

Patrick's answer just now surprised Jane.

Although it was the answer she wanted to hear, was he speaking from the heart?

Can he really let go of Candy?

That has been Patrick's obsession for so many years.

Jane was skeptical, but a small joy was budding in her heart.

Perhaps, with a little more time for each other, a better understanding, she could see more clearly what he truly loves in his heart-whether it's Candy.

Patrick sighed helplessly. "Okay."

Descending from the Ferris wheel, the two walked side by side on the amusement park's road.

The night was quiet.

Streetlights cast long shadows of the two, a picture of peaceful times.

Now, what exactly was their relationship?

Jane tilted her head, thinking carefully.

Perhaps, it could be described as friends above, but not yet lovers.

"Late, let's go back." After a whole day of walking, Jane felt a bit tired.

The two returned to the hotel. Just as they entered the lobby, a woman in a rosy dress walked straight toward Patrick. "Patrick, are you okay?"

Jane looked up, furrowing her brows slightly.

Florence?

When did she come to Paris?

Patrick glanced at Florence expressionlessly and said calmly, "Why is it you?"

"Patrick, you don't know how worried I've been these days." Florence stared at Patrick with passionate eyes. "Seeing that you're fine, I can finally rest assured."

Seeing the unreserved admiration for Patrick in Florence's eyes, Jane stepped forward, holding Patrick's arm, and smiled with a hint of irony. "What's it to you if my fiancé is fine or not?"

"I'm also concerned about Patrick." Florence glared at Jane fiercely, full of unwillingness.

Why could this country bumpkin be so intimate with Patrick!

"Patrick, let's go." Jane didn't want to pay attention to Florence anymore, so she directly pulled Patrick into the elevator.

Florence followed behind Patrick and Jane, seeing them enter two separate rooms.